So its Sunday, it's spring, it's raining... Our heads are pounding (not because we are hung over) we swear, but because we caught a spring virus. The joys. And quite frankly we would like to be in pyjamas all day, but the fridge is bare, we are in no mood to cook so we are heading out for food, and only food. Although really the gym has been neglected over the last few days due to being stuck to the toilet seat instead. We are not sure which is more fun. But it's easter Sunday... If you can't skip the gym then, when can you. (Apart from our birthday, Christmas day, all bank holidays, your boyfriends birthday, and fridays, no one cares for the gym on Fridays)
Quite frankly we would like to head out in our elephant printed onesie, but the boyf won't allow it. So... The next best thing... comfy trousers, a slouchy t and an umbrella. Because it's April and it's England... wait... We don't own an umbrella. Dam it, thank you Zara for providing me the stylish, comfy, trousers that could be pj's but aren't, but where was your stylish umbrella when we needed one. Anorak it is then!
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